I went to the doctor the other day because I haven’t been in a REALLY long time and because I wanted to talk about weight and my continuous sadness. Is that even a word, continuous. He made me turn my head and cough, he told me that I need to lose weight, and he gave me a 3 week supply of paxil. I am taking the paxil, rejoining a gym and feeling all very accomplished and pleased with myself for taking care of me. Did I mention that I have had way too much coffee and really should be in bed?
Tomorrow/today we are getting our Direct TV dish, we’ve arrived honey we’ve arrived white trash heaven couch potato bliss, it’s cheaper than the cable, we are probably going to buy this condo, we’ve been here now 2 years and Mike lived here 1 year before that, and because I want to and I am ken.
I was watching the Sandra Bernhard Experinece on cable tonight, she had some really cool guests, in particular Lea Delaria, whom I love. Anyway, I could only watch it in like 5 min. segments because she is so annoying and rude. Mind you I like her but god, do you think you could let your guests speak more than 10 secs before interupting them. I’m going to get some water and go to sleep, good night John Boy